9
John had gone to town and taken Babbit with him, giving Ianto a breather from the beast.
Em was in the cottage having a lay down with the babies …. Well. Baby.
Ianto had Ifan firmly strapped to his chest as he stood in the front office checking the bookings for the coming week. A little boy snoring happily against his uncle's shoulder.
The SUV rolled into the parking lot and Babbit was clambering out like a mad monkey, clapping with glee as John calmly got out, followed by Walter who had gone as well.
They got a couple of large boxes and headed for the grassy green as Ianto felt a strange foreboding.
Whatever Babbit had wanted, Walter had clearly employed the Jones eyelashes to get one as well.
The whirring had him moving faster and he came around the side to see all four children had a remote control, four cars bouncing around on the grass.
Babbit's was a jeep, complete with a little aerial and flag while Bethy's was a Barbie model. Walter had a sleek mustang and Stephen was gleefully racing a monster big truck around the lawn.
Ianto looked over and Ton had a soft toy Thomas the Tank Engine in his mouth as he snarled and pretended to eat his face off.
Another little psychopath in the making.
Great.
John was laughing as he helped Walter correct his and Bethy squealed as Stephen's ran over top of hers and kept going , causing no damage but Babbit had seen as well.
"Oi! That's my bird's car ya great Muppet!" he roared at Stephen, "You ever mess with her and I'll …. I'll …"
Babbit struggled to find an appreciate punishment for 'messing with his bird' while Stephen calmly waited with a raised eyebrow.
"I'll shit in your baseball helmet before a game!" Babbit finally said with a satisfied nod of his head.
John laughed as he watched Stephen's face and Walter simply ran over and yelled "Poo hat!" before running off again.
Now there was a pile up as children argued and wrestled, John and Connor calmly removing cars so they didn't end up destroyed by flailing limbs.
"What ya got there Tonny bum?" Jack asked as he bent down and Ton offered the slobbery blue mess formerly known as Thomas.
"Ton!"
"I see."
"Yesh. Tonas."
"Tonas. Thomas." Jack corrected.
"Yesh. ME Tonash!" Ton laughed and he leaned over and patted his nappy. "Toot, toot Dada!"
Jack laughed as he scooped up the child and then remembered the plush toy as it beat his head with sickly squishy noises.
Walter looked over at his father, "You OK Taddy?"
"Yeah baby" Ianto smiled, "All good here."
Walter nodded and then moved closer, "Can we go to the gardens tomorrow?"
The Gardens was botanical gardens in the village, kept by a nice elderly couple who opened them to the public and with it being Christmas the Christmas themed decorations were pretty. They had all been at least five times in the last week and tomorrow was Christmas Eve. Tonight the lights would come on.
"How about we all go tonight, with it being Christmas Eve tomorrow and then Walt and I can go in the daylight for some photos and leave a nice Christmas gift for them," Ianto suggested.
"Can we make them cupcakes?" Babbit said quickly and Ianto snorted softly.
"Yes. We will make cupcakes and Walt and I will have some time with our cameras getting some shots in the full sun as well as some we take tonight in the dark," Ianto agreed.
Everyone cheered, including the biggest kid of all.
John was partial to Ianto's cupcakes.
